The Courting of Bristol Keats (The Courting of Bristol Keats, #1)

by Mary E. Pearson

Our past is a shadow that follows us. For better or worse, it shapes us, and sometimes it controls us.

Life wasn’t always about change but sometimes about sameness. And sometimes sameness made you look beneath the surface, look at the bones that held it all together—and the flaws that could be its undoing. Change was a distraction. Sameness demanded reflection.

Bristol learned there were five kinds of magic. The High Witch listed them in beautiful scrolled writing on a smoky veil that hung in the air. Innate magic—the kind you are born with. Learned magic that must be practiced. Magic that is gifted, mostly in the form of amulets. Magic that is unanchored—wild, unpredictable, but, luckily, rare. Dark magic that feeds on the user, the most dangerous kind to practice.

Forgiveness is a thing of the heart, and every heart is wounded and mended in its own way.”